Season

Spring is coming

My heart is coming back

Everything happened in my dream. Then, I’ll never see the flowers again?

The voices in my head…

a bird singing “la la de de la…” it was singing that day?

The sun rose early today. The kiss on the cheek. The eyes are shining. I put a smile on my face and believe me, I tried to feel as you did. But I could not.

That rose was dying as this love. I have been watching its petals and they are falling down slowly like the tears stream down from my eyes while you are telling me about the end.

Tonight my chest is full of insensitive feelings.  I don’t feel anything, while it snows in my face, my heart is frozen. Maybe it is just winter knocking on the door.